A perfect rendition of ‘Le Vent Nous Portera’ by Noir Desir. This was recorded a year before Lead singer Bertrand Cantat’s fatal altercation with his girlfriend Marie Trintignant. Life and death are so very tightly intertwined, there is a loneliness in the passions that can only be expressed through music. harmony being a strange sort of rhyme. I find myself wondering recently if there is such a thing as absolute beauty, if there are symmetries and harmonies by which we measure satisfaction. One thing is for certain our reflections are colored by the measure of the chemical tears and joys that weep and laugh within us.
